قَد آنَ أَن يُسمِعَكَ الصوتُ

قَد آنَ أَن يُسمِعَكَ الصوتُ

أَنائِمٌ قَلبُكَ أَم مَيتُ

أَنائِمٌ قَلبُكَ أَم مَيتُ

The time has come for you to hear the voice.

It is time for my voice to reach you,

Is your heart asleep, or dead?

Is your heart asleep or dead?

يا بانِيَ البَيتِ عَلى غِرَّةٍ

يا بانِيَ البَيتِ عَلى غِرَّةٍ

أَمامَكَ المَنزِلُ وَالبَيتُ

أَمامَكَ المَنزِلُ وَالبَيتُ

O builder of the house in heedlessness,

O builder of a house on deceit,

Before you lie the dwelling and the house.

In front of you is the house and home.

أَيَجزَعُ المَرءُ لِما فاتَهُ

أَيَجزَعُ المَرءُ لِما فاتَهُ

وَكُلُّ ما يُدرِكُهُ فَوتُ

وَكُلُّ ما يُدرِكُهُ فَوتُ

Does a man grieve over what has eluded him,

Should a person grieve what escaped him?

while all that he attains is loss?

Everything he attains will pass.

وَإِنَّما الدُنيا عَلى طولِها

وَإِنَّما الدُنيا عَلى طولِها

ثَنِيَّةٌ مَطلَعُها المَوتُ

ثَنِيَّةٌ مَطلَعُها المَوتُ

And this world, for all its length, is but

And this life in all its length,

a mountain pass whose ascent is death.

Is but a slope beginning with death.